Sit With Me – Cold Wax Painting

Come, sit with me!

The worship time during this service was organized similar to the pilgrimage toward Jerusalem, where pilgrims would start out with lively praise songs on their way. But when we entered the temple and God’s holy presence, their songs became more quietly and awestruck, until most of us were worshiping face down in front of God’s throne (inwardly, in our mind).

Suddenly somebody taps me on my shoulder. It is God Father himself. The Father says to me, “Come, sit with me. There is still enough place next to me.” I am deeply touched that God sees me. I am not just one out of millions of worshipers, but he sees me personally and loves me as if I was the only person worldwide.

This experience has helped a lot to make God’s love more concrete for me.

Only years later I realized more fully that his love for me does not depend on my performance. He does not love me more, when I achieving more. He does not love me less, when I am doing less. His love is always at its maximum.

See what great love the Father has lavished on us, that we should be called children of God! And that is what we are!1 Jn 3:1